Curtains - (An original poem)

When I pull you back just a little
Sunlight beams in
Temporarily blinding
Seeing spots
Blindness is radiant

Wouldn’t you prefer to be
Blinded by the sun
Than see comfortably in the dark?
Sunlight is happiness
Darkness is crappiness

That’s a notion preconceived
Maybe it’s flipped on its head
We can be crappy in light
And happy in the dark
Let the curtain fall closed

No more squinting
Your eyes will adjust
To the absence of light
As they do every night
See nothing, see everything